Fire Brigade at dawn!
Great panic and disturbance this morning. I'd done quite a bit of dyeing last night, and had left two pots full of 500g each yarn cooling down on the cooker this morning. So before I left for work I though I'd put heat under them for ten minutes or so, just to exhaust as they cooled down during the day. I left the kitchen for a few minutes.
Coming back, the covering towel was alight, as was the newspaper covering the surface next to the hob and the board I was using as a splashback. Lots of smoke and flame. Eeek! So I dumped the flaming stuff in the sink, doused it with water, opened all windows front and back, upstairs and down, then carried the wet smokey stuff out to the bin. The pups thought it was very exciting. The cat had vanished.
A few minutes later I looked out of the kitchen window and the bin was aflame! Very aflame! Even more eek! I rushed out - stopping to put shoes on this time - pulled the bin away from the other bin and the dry leaves it was sitting in, and moved the car forward. This was very scary, as the bin was really flaming, dripping melted and burning plastic, and I only just got there in time to have something to pull it out by. I then rang the fire brigade as this was well past being funny.
They were here it about ten minutes, lights flashing but no sirens, and it took four large men fully suited and helmeted, to extinguish the bin. It was smouldering for ages and took lots of water and (presumably) CO2.
Obviously the towel wasn't completely out when I dumped it. But I have no idea what burned like that - there is several other people's rubbish in our bin this week, so did someone put oil or some other flammable in? Whatever, it's now in a damp mess spread all over our car parking space, along with cat litter, the old loo-seat, and lots of burst bags of rubbish. Ick.
I was late for work, and when I get home everyone will be shivering because all the windows are wide open - and it's still very icy even if yesterday's snow is now melting.
My mind is obviously going - I think the towel smouldered in the first place because I turned on the wrong ring. I just hate having an electric hob.
Anyway, last night's dyeing went well.

This kid mohair dyes up beautifully, and the sheen is lovely. Must do some for myself some time.

This is the shorter stapled bouncy wool, which spins into a beautiful fat yarn. Imperial on the right, of course, and the left is one I've called Blue Wine. It was a mistake when I was working out a recipe for a colour I've called Mulled Wine, which I parcelled off last night as a part of a large Christmas present order for a spinner down South. She bought lots about this time last year to give as presents to other spinners and knitters, and has kindly done so again this year. I'd like to have one of the packages I've done for her - 300g of wool and either 100g kid mohair or 50g camel/silk, all in the same colourway.
And of course I now have the fun of ringing the Council and getting them to supply a new bin. Plus asking for a bin for the tenant downstairs who uses ours (and it's usually too full now). I wonder if I can get a lockable one to stop people using it on the way home from the pub?
Need to go home. Everything will be smoky. And cold. Still, better than the alternative.
Coming back, the covering towel was alight, as was the newspaper covering the surface next to the hob and the board I was using as a splashback. Lots of smoke and flame. Eeek! So I dumped the flaming stuff in the sink, doused it with water, opened all windows front and back, upstairs and down, then carried the wet smokey stuff out to the bin. The pups thought it was very exciting. The cat had vanished.
A few minutes later I looked out of the kitchen window and the bin was aflame! Very aflame! Even more eek! I rushed out - stopping to put shoes on this time - pulled the bin away from the other bin and the dry leaves it was sitting in, and moved the car forward. This was very scary, as the bin was really flaming, dripping melted and burning plastic, and I only just got there in time to have something to pull it out by. I then rang the fire brigade as this was well past being funny.
They were here it about ten minutes, lights flashing but no sirens, and it took four large men fully suited and helmeted, to extinguish the bin. It was smouldering for ages and took lots of water and (presumably) CO2.
Obviously the towel wasn't completely out when I dumped it. But I have no idea what burned like that - there is several other people's rubbish in our bin this week, so did someone put oil or some other flammable in? Whatever, it's now in a damp mess spread all over our car parking space, along with cat litter, the old loo-seat, and lots of burst bags of rubbish. Ick.
I was late for work, and when I get home everyone will be shivering because all the windows are wide open - and it's still very icy even if yesterday's snow is now melting.
My mind is obviously going - I think the towel smouldered in the first place because I turned on the wrong ring. I just hate having an electric hob.
Anyway, last night's dyeing went well.

This kid mohair dyes up beautifully, and the sheen is lovely. Must do some for myself some time.

This is the shorter stapled bouncy wool, which spins into a beautiful fat yarn. Imperial on the right, of course, and the left is one I've called Blue Wine. It was a mistake when I was working out a recipe for a colour I've called Mulled Wine, which I parcelled off last night as a part of a large Christmas present order for a spinner down South. She bought lots about this time last year to give as presents to other spinners and knitters, and has kindly done so again this year. I'd like to have one of the packages I've done for her - 300g of wool and either 100g kid mohair or 50g camel/silk, all in the same colourway.
And of course I now have the fun of ringing the Council and getting them to supply a new bin. Plus asking for a bin for the tenant downstairs who uses ours (and it's usually too full now). I wonder if I can get a lockable one to stop people using it on the way home from the pub?
Need to go home. Everything will be smoky. And cold. Still, better than the alternative.












